tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30775869313896066412024-03-08T04:58:20.284-05:00BenachinPeter Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18262676259990186703noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077586931389606641.post-87238562539555078932011-06-01T15:07:00.000-04:002011-06-01T15:07:46.234-04:00Birthday Bike RideMay 29, my favorite day to ride a bike. Especially this year, from our new cabin outside of Brevard, NC. <br />
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There is almost nothing I like to do more than tinker on bikes. Finally, I have a decent space to do it.<br />
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And where I discovered that my TA bottom bracket on my 2004 Mariposa is toast. I mean, kaput. As in grinds around.<br />
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So instead of riding the Mariposa on Grand Bois 30s, I took my blue Della Santa with Grand Bois 26s. <br />
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And off I went with Green River Road in mind. Miles of no cars, miles of forest, and packed gravel roads. <br />
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Ten miles to the greavel, then a few miles in, hisssssss. A flat. I was prepared, of course. Instead of using a spare tube, I patched the snake bite carefully with two patches. I had flatted on this road a few weeks ago. After years of 1 or 2 flats per year, this is my sixth in 2011. (Turns out that I have a burr on the inside of a worn-out rim). <br />
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Pumped up the rear. Or tried to. Bam. Silca exploded in my hands. I know all about the horrible reputation of these pumps, but I've used them for 30 years and have never broken one (another rider broke another of mine a few years ago). Well, this one exploded.<br />
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No pump. No cell phone coverage. But phone did remind me of my birthday.<br />
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Luckily, after a pleasant walk, I ended up a Green River Preserve summer camp where my oldest attended a few years ago. I found a land line, and waited in this glorious meadow for Miss Caprice and the boys to rescue me. <br />
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Surprised to find Terry's old bus parked downtown. I partied on the upper deck over 10 years ago.<br />
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My Charleston is not all Southern Gothic. The perfect cafe, Hope and Union. Seriously, not a better coffee spot anywhere.<br />
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Morris Brown AME, good friend Rev. Darby, pastor.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcVIry3ZNyk/Td1qmE3wGaI/AAAAAAAAUW0/bbZ4ngFFc-I/s1600/IMG_6130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcVIry3ZNyk/Td1qmE3wGaI/AAAAAAAAUW0/bbZ4ngFFc-I/s320/IMG_6130.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Peter Wilbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18262676259990186703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3077586931389606641.post-90691413654214234802011-05-24T12:43:00.001-04:002011-05-26T12:16:32.683-04:00The Pool RouteThis morning was my first commute by skateboard. Passion of the recently converted and all that. <br />
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The set up: push board and 20 year-old lumbar pack (that's outdoor lingo for fanny pack). Didn't notice the pack at all. Carried swim suit and googles, everyday stuff, and some legal documents. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Apologize in advance for the outfit. Very hot and humid. Maroon chucks and pink trou, maybe not the best. <br />
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Rode right by my ex-haunt. Haven't darkened the door of the Recovery Room since October 4, 2010 (but who's counting?) . Love this place. <br />
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Jumped off the board to take a short cut under the interstate and over the tracks.<br />
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In case there is any doubt, yes a helmet and yes a Speedo.<br />
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</div>Ride to work through the surprisingly good streets through the bad side of town.<br />
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Camera ran out of juice. Great start to the day!<br />
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